Changing Horses

'Space Race' is dead. Completely dodo.

It felt like a great idea when I started it: very English Englishman gets abducted by flying saucer which subsequently crashes; he's given an emergency cloning but the doctors mess it up so the body he receives is a female version of his original self; he must now find a way to finance the cloning of a proper copy of his male original, not to mention a ride home.
Very H2G2. Yes. The main character was in fact intended to be a mix of Arthur Dent, The Metatron (Dogma), and Alexander Dane (Galaxy Quest). And as for my dream cast, the part would of course be played by the peerless Alan Rickman.
Sadly, I'm on a road to nowhere with this one.
It was meant to be intelligent. Humourous, but also intelligent. But even I can't love this baby. What it is - after 31 pages - is a string of platitudes, double-entendres, so-called 'comic' misunderstandings. Nothing more. Worst of all, I didn't even have an end in my sights.

So I'm consigning this one to the Movie Scripts' Graveyard.
(perhaps one day I'll come back with my virtual spade and engage in a little resurrectionism...)

Instead I've dug out an old NaNoWriMo script that - in all honesty - I'm considering for a major rewrite/revamp/reworking for this year's NaNo. A lot needs changing though. So I'm turning the old version into my ScriptFrenzy- project. Two days' work has yielded 26 pages already, and my keyboard feels as if it's melting. Then perhaps I can write a new version come November. It probably won't have much in common with the old one. Or maybe I'll write Book Two instead - I'm considering padding the idea out to a trilogy. That would be cool.

Anywho: RIP 'Space Race'. I hardly knew ya.

And let's hear it for (drum roll, please...) 'Counterworld' - an epic tale of love, magic, war, and parallel universes. Sound familiar? Well, I never promised it'd be the next LoTR...